Third Fool Lyrics

I could be your lover

Or I could be your friend

You could be my wife, dear

I could be your husband then

Show me all your colors

I'll give you my intent

We'll set an incandescent lamp

On the window

Subtle smoke rolling

Like incense, yes

Rolling, rolling

In the arms of thee

I enter the temple

Where you're holding me

Combust in the rust

of an ancient machine

Respawn in the dust

as an immortal being

"Well, maybe I'm pretending"

Doubt says as he walks in

With a sly grin

And a melancholic

Curvature to his chin

"Love is just an abstract

You're feigning with a pen

I don't believe in your

Impassioned thoughts

And romantic visions"

Well, you caught me, doubt

Now, I'm a fraud

Of feelings on a wall

Now I'm naked as a dog caught up

In a Southern winter's fog

If I die, it's not in vain

For Hark! My lover calls

To the mountains of September

To remember the blessed Fall

Under the surface

It gets hard to see

Past the blindness

The niceness

Of fallacies

Saltiness shattering

Duplicity

I'm a Triple Fool

For loving thee

Has made me three

Rolling, rolling

In the arms of thee

I enter the temple

Where you're holding me

Combust in the rust

Of an ancient machine

Respawn in the dust

As an immortal being